Chapter 67

"Quack, quack..."

In the sky, there was the sound of crows crowing.

The figures of the people in the thick fog gradually became blurred.

Soon, everyone disappeared into the thick fog.

Looking around, there is only a thick fog of whiteness.

quiet!
The surroundings suddenly became deathly silent.

The wind and sand are blowing gently, and the sound of the leaves "rusting" can be heard.

Gu Yu took a step forward, the moment he landed.

The dense fog parted from both sides, forming a dark road.

Gu Yu's pupils shrank slightly.

Right in front of him, there appeared a corpse standing with a knife.

Eyes wide open.

Even in death, I still feel a little irritating.

Looking at the familiar clothes on the figure, Gu Yu took a deep breath, with a slightly complicated expression: "Zhen Lingsi."

Stepping closer, he bowed solemnly to the figure.

After touching the figure, he found an ID card.

Flipping through the ID, looking at the name on it, Gu Yu murmured, "Is it Zhang Yunting?"

"Oh." Youyou sighed, and put away the documents.

The spiritual power in the palm gathered and aimed at the ground.

"boom!"

The surging spiritual power blasted a big hole in the ground.

Put Zhang Yunting's body into the pit and bury him in it, leaving an unnamed grave.

It can be regarded as a place to return to, it's better than just such a dead body in the wilderness.

After burying Zhang Yunting, Gu Yu continued to dig deeper.

Not long after walking, Gu Yu stopped, with a half-smile on his face.

Are you so lucky?
A good start.

There were bursts of melodious and desolate singing voices in my ears.

A stage suddenly appeared in front of him.

On the stage, a graceful woman in red with long sleeves is dancing, looking around and smiling sweetly.

Suona, gongs, erhu, mixed tunes.

Gu Yu couldn't tell what was being sung, but there was an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

Shaking his head, Gu Yu put away his mixed thoughts.

Under the stage, there was no one there.

Gu Yu approached, and a chair appeared beside him.

Gu Yu glanced at the woman on the stage and sat down.

Seeing Gu Yu's movements, the woman on the stage seemed to raise her voice a bit.

After a long time.

The sound of the song faded away, and after the song was over, the woman flicked up her sleeves and walked away slowly.

Staring at the retreating woman, a systematic introduction appeared in front of Gu Yu's eyes.

[Spirit species]: ghost spirit
[Talent]: King

[Boundary]: Triple Dharma
[Spiritual skill]: The technique of phantom sound, the sound of sadness.

[Introduction]: This is a ghost who is obsessed with singing, she is eager to find a confidant, and of course, she is a little perverted.

The corner of Gu Yu's mouth twitched, he was speechless.

System, don't you think there is a problem with this introduction?

Just as he was complaining, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looking up, I saw a graceful and graceful woman standing in front of me.

Gu Yu could recognize that this female ghost was the opera singer just now.

It's just that the dress is obviously removed at this moment.

Great!

Very fierce!

This is Gu Yu's first impression.

It wasn't too obvious just now that she was wearing a theater gown, but now that she's changed into a red cheongsam, the advantages are immediately highlighted.

The cheongsam with slits swayed gently, revealing her snow-white and smooth thighs.

The tight-fitting cheongsam perfectly outlined her figure.

The woman's hair was coiled behind her head and tied up with a hairpin, with a hint of charm in her eyebrows and eyes.

Thirty-year-old women are the most attractive, this is absolutely true.

The cheongsam woman looked at Gu Yu with a smile, and said softly, "Thank you."

Gu Yu had a strange expression on his face, and asked in confusion, "Thank me? What are you thanking me for?"

"Of course, thank you for listening to me."

"I can see that you are listening very carefully."

Gu Yu laughed in his heart, so it was because of this.

The reason why he listened seriously was just out of emotion.

For a moment, I remembered the past.

When I was young, I liked to accompany the elderly to the stage to watch plays.

But to be honest, this girl's singing is really average.

But Gu Yu didn't explain, but praised: "You sing very well."

"is it?"

The woman's eyes lit up in an instant, and the pupils were bright.

"Hehe, I knew it, I sing very well."

"They keep saying I can't sing well."

"They?" Gu Yu frowned slightly.

Standing up slowly, Gu Yu suppressed his smile and asked, "A group of people came here a while ago, did you kill them?"

He was willing to talk a few more words, but he could see that the hostility of this female ghost was not serious.

And he also wanted to make a routine by the way, but he didn't forget the identity of the other party.

The woman in the cheongsam froze, thinking: "You mean those human beings?"

"Ah."

"It's not me." The cheongsam woman hurriedly waved her hands and said, "I didn't kill them. I only like to sing, not to kill people."

Looking at the cheongsam woman who was eager to explain, Gu Yu was surprised.

Heck!

Is this ghost so gentle?
Seeing that Gu Yu was silent, the cheongsam woman hesitated and said, "The one who killed them should be another group of singers."

Gu Yu was taken aback.

The entire occupation of your group of ghosts is already surprising.

Fortunately, it has directly become a peer competition.

Or, did he enter the theater?
Gu Yu stared intently at the woman in the cheongsam, discerning the truth of what the other said.

"Go, take me there."

The cheongsam woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

After taking Gu Yu for two steps, he hurriedly turned around and said, "If they attack you later, run quickly, and I will stop them for you."

"..." Gu Yu.

Messy.

Gu Yu looked at the woman in cheongsam in shock, wondering if he should say "MMP" in his heart.

When did ghosts care about people so much?

It's so outrageous.

Under the leadership of the woman in cheongsam, Gu Yu soon saw another stage.

Only this time, Gu Yu's face turned cold instantly.

Looking at the group of monsters and ghosts on the stage, there was a terrible killing intent in his eyes.

Under the stage, there are human beings who look like walking corpses.

There are ordinary people, there are members of the Zhenling Division, and there are members who have just entered the academy.

Seeing Gu Yu's arrival, the ghosts singing on the stage also seemed very shocked.

Glancing coldly at the ghosts on the stage, Gu Yu said indifferently, "Black and white are impermanent!"

Two voices, one black and one white, appeared beside him.

In an instant, a gloomy and icy atmosphere filled the surroundings.

The woman in cheongsam who followed Gu Yu was shivering.

All the ghosts on the stage instantly became hideous.

Black and white Wuchang disappeared from Gu Yu's side at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already on the stage.

With a soul wand in one hand, and a soul-suppressing lock in the other.

When a stick fell, the spirit body of the hit ghost instantly shook and was in a state of collapse.

In just a few breaths, more than 20 ghosts were quickly suppressed, including a ghost of a small heaven.

Gu Yu came to the stage step by step, and the Nine Calamities Transformation Spiritual Kungfu was running, absorbing the spiritual power of all the ghosts.

The spiritual power in his body was surging, but Gu Yu couldn't be happy.

This time, the strength of ghosts in the spirit realm was unexpectedly high.

Hope this is just a special case.

 The second update will be delivered, and the third update will correct the typo and post it immediately.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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